Take A Letter, Miss Smith 
Performer(s): Fran Warren & Tony Martin



Take a letter, Miss Smith
Yes sir
You’re typin’ better, Miss Smith
You know best, sir
A little closer, my dear
But I can hear you from here
Back to business, Miss Smith
Yes sir

Just write “My dear Mr. Brown”
Got it
Say, what’s his address in town?
I forgot it
Why, that’s a lovely perfume
They call it ‘two in a room’
Er, back to business, Miss Smith
Yes sir

Dear Mr. Brown, in regard to that stock
Gee, Miss Smith, you’re awfully pretty
Dear Mr. Brown, in regard to that stock
Hey boss, you can call me ‘Smitty’
You’re getting thinner, Miss Smith
Yes sir
You need some dinner, Miss Smith
You know best, sir
I’ll pick you up about eight
I promise not to be late
And we’ll leave the rest to fate
Yes sir

Well, good morning, Miss Smith
Hi boss
Why’re you yawning, Miss Smith?
You know why, boss
The clock struck one at your door
You hung around until four
Back to business, Miss Smith
Er, yes sir

Now, just write, er “My dear Mr. Brown”
Right boss
We really covered the town
What a night, boss!
I liked that wonderful show
I liked the very last row
Ahem, er, back to business
Er, yes boss

Now write this: “Dear Mr. Brown, in regard to that stock”
Smitty, your eyes are gleaming
“Dear Mr. Brown, in regard to that stock”
Gee, boss, I was only dreaming

Getting tired, Miss Smith?
Oh, yes sir
Well, you’re fired, Miss Smith
You know best, sir
But I would like to know why
We’re getting married, you and I
Tell me, what is your reply?
Yes sir
Do I need book and pencil, too?
All I’ll ever need is you
You have taken your very last letter, Miss Smith
Yes sir!

Morningside
Composer(s): Neil Diamond
Performer(s): Neil Diamond;
Marcus Dagan; Dennis Pavao



Morningside, the old man died
And no one cried, they simply turned away
And when he died
He left a table filled with nails and pride
And with his hands he carved these words inside
"For my children"

Morning light, morning bright
I spent the night with dreams that make you weep
Morning time
Wash away the sadness from these eyes of mine
For I recall the words an old man signed
"For my children"

And the legs were shaped with his hands
And the table made with oaken wood
And the children that sat around this table
Touched it with their laughter, and that was good

Morningside, the old man died
And no one cried, he surely died alone
And truth is sad
For not a child would claim the gift he had
The words he carved became his epitaph......
"For my children"

Girl Talk
French Title: Dansez Sur Moi - 1973
Composer(s): Neal Hefti; Bobby Troup
First release by: Julie London & The Gerald Wilson Big Band - 1965
Covered by multiple other artists



They like to chat about the dresses they will wear tonight
They chew the fat about their tresses and the neighbours' fight
Inconsequential things that men don't really care to know
Become essential things that women find so apropos
But that's a dame
They're all the same
It's just a game
They call it girl talk, girl talk
They all me-ouw about the ups and downs of all their friends
The who, the how, the why, they dish the dirt, it never ends
The weaker sex, the speaker sex, we mortal males behold
But though we joke, we wouldn't trade you for a ton of gold
So baby stay, and gab away
But hear me say
That after girl talk
Talk to me
But that's a dame
They're all the same
It's just a game
They call it girl talk, girl talk
So baby stay, and gab away
But hear me say
That after girl talk
Talk to me

Take A Letter Maria 
((French Version: Envoie La Lettre Maria (Eddy Mitchell) - 1969))
Composer(s): R.B. Greaves
First release by: R.B. Greaves - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists



Last night as I got home about a half past ten
There was the woman I thought I knew
In the arms of another man
I kept my cool, I ain't no fool
Let me tell you what happened then
I packed some clothes and I walked out
And I ain't going back again

So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife
Say I won't be coming home, gonna start a new life
So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife
Send a copy to my lawyer, gotta start a new life

You've been many things but most of all a good secretary to me
And it's times like this I feel you've always been close to me
Was I wrong to work nights to try to build a good lif
All work and no play has just cost me a wife

So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife
Say I won't be coming home, gonna start a new life
So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife
Send a copy to my lawyer, gotta start a new life

When a man loves a woman it's hard to understand
That she would find more pleasure in the arms of another man
I never really noticed how sweet you are to me
It just so happens I'm free tonight
Would you like to have dinner with me

So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife
Say I won't be coming home, gonna start a new life
So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife
Send a copy to my lawyer, gotta start a new life

So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife
Send a copy to my lawyer, gotta start a new life

Morning Will Come
Composer(s): Randy California
Performer(s): Spirit



Come, come, come to me...
A yes you got a smile, makes me wow for you baby
Yes you got a style that turns me on man 
Ohh
Please don't be late
No don't hesitate
Cuz in a while
The morning will come
Yes the morning will come
Our morning will come
Yes the morning will
Come, come, come to me...
Well you got love that makes me cry for you baby
Such a special love it turns me on man
Come in the morning
In the morning

Yes the morning will come
Yes the morning will
Come, come, come to me
To me only, to me only ohh
Please don't be late now
Don't hesitate
Because in a while
The morning will come
Yes the morning (got to)
Morning will come, yes the morning
Don't you know that the morning will come
Yes the morning will come, yes the morning will come
Yes the morning will
Come, come, come to me

G-i-r-l Spells Trouble
Composer(s): Ernest Tubb; Arbie Gibson
Performer(s): Ernest Tubb



G-I-R-L Spells Trouble
But a man just can’t get along without ‘um

G-I-R-L Spells Trouble
But what in the world we going to do about ‘um

Now if they want to love you and call you there own
A gal can make a good man leave his home
There’s nothing like the fury of a woman scorned
She can make a man wish he’d never been born

G-I-R-L Spells Trouble
But a man just can’t get along without ‘um

Ah bashful Billy Byrd now

Girls…  Girls...  Girls...
There just plain misery

Now fella’s listen here 
Here’s the way it looks to me

G-I-R-L Spells Trouble
But a man just can’t get along without ‘um

G-I-R-L Spells Trouble
But what in the heck we going to do about ‘um

Now if they want to love you and call you there own
A gal can make a good man leave his home
There’s nothing like the fury of a woman scorned
She can make a man wish he’d never been born

G-I-R-L Spells Trouble
But a man just can’t get along without ‘um

I’m just confessing
But a man just can’t get along without ‘umG-I-R-L Spells Trouble
But a man just can’t get along without ‘um

G-I-R-L Spells Trouble
But what in the world we going to do about ‘um

Now if they want to love you and call you there own
A gal can make a good man leave his home
There’s nothing like the fury of a woman scorned
She can make a man wish he’d never been born

G-I-R-L Spells Trouble
But a man just can’t get along without ‘um

Ah bashful Billy Byrd now

Girls…  Girls...  Girls...
There just plain misery

Now fella’s listen here 
Here’s the way it looks to me

G-I-R-L Spells Trouble
But a man just can’t get along without ‘um

G-I-R-L Spells Trouble
But what in the heck we going to do about ‘um

Now if they want to love you and call you there own
A gal can make a good man leave his home
There’s nothing like the fury of a woman scorned
She can make a man wish he’d never been born

G-I-R-L Spells Trouble
But a man just can’t get along without ‘um

I’m just confessing
But a man just can’t get along without ‘um

Envoie La Lettre Maria
((Adapted from: Take A Letter Maria (R.B. Greaves) - 1969))
Composer(s): R.B. Greaves - Eddy Mitchell
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell - 1969



Hier
J'ai vu mourir
Un grand amour fait pour durer
L'un de mes meilleurs amis
A détruit son bonheur passé
Il est parti de chez lui
Et s'est rendu à son bureau
Sa secrétaire se leva
Mon ami lui dicta ces mots 

Envoie la lettre Maria
Adressée à ma femme
Demain quant elle la lira
Nous serons loin déjà
Envoie la lettre Maria
Adressée à ma femme
Demain quant elle la lira
Nous serons loin déjà

C'est dur
De vivre à deux
Sans jamais connaître l'ennui
L'habitude d'être heureux
A lassé mon meilleur ami
Il veut
Changer de vie
Et connaître d'autres aventures
Quant à sa femme
Il l'oublie
Et provoque ainsi la rupture

Envoie la lettre Maria
Adressée à ma femme
Demain quant elle la lira
Nous serons loin déjà
Envoie la lettre Maria
Adressée à ma femme
Demain quant elle la lira
Nous serons loin déjà

Sa course
Au bonheur
N'est pourtant pas prêt de finir
Il ferme
Son coeur
Et n'en finit plus de mentir
Il est parti de chez lui
Et s'est rendu à son bureau
Sa secrétaire se leva
Mon ami lui dicta ces mots 

Envoie la lettre Maria
Adressée à ma femme
Demain quant elle la lira
Nous serons loin déjà
Envoie la lettre Maria
Adressée à ma femme
Demain quant elle la lira
Nous serons loin déjà

Morning Morgantown
Composer(s): Joni Mitchell
Performer(s): Joni Mitchell



When morning comes to Morgantown
The merchants roll their awnings down
The milktrucks make their morning rounds
In morning Morgantown

We'll rise up early, with the sun
To ride the bus while everyone is yawning
And the day is young
In morning Morgantown

Morning Morgantown
Buy your dreams a dollar down
Morning any town you name
Morning's just the same

We'll find a table in the shade
And sip our tea and lemonade
And watch the morning on parade
In morning Morgantown

Ladies in their rainbow fashions
Colored stop and go lights flashing
We'll wink at total strangers passing
In morning Morgantown

Morning Morgantown
Buy your dreams a dollar down
Morning any town you name
Morning's just the same

I'd like to buy you everything
A wooden bird with painted wings
A window full of colored rings
In morning Morgantown

But the only thing I have to give
To make you smile, to win you with

Are all the mornings still to live

In morning Morgantown

Girl On A Swing
Composer(s): Robert Miranda
Performer(s): Gerry & The Pacemakers;
The Happenings; Bob Miranda



I stand out of sight
And watch as the light from the sun
Shines through her hair

From yonder she came
I don't know her name
Still I love that girl on a swing

Girl on a swing, swing high
Girl on a swing, swing low
Take all the hate from the world that we're in
Girl on a swing, swing high
Girl on a swing, swing low
And you can cast all your troubles to the wind

She comes with the light
Then goes with the night
My heart just yearns
But then comes the dawn
And she returns

Girl on a swing, swing high
Girl on a swing, swing low
Take all the hate from the world that we're in
Girl on a swing, swing high
Girl on a swing, swing low
And you can cast all your troubles to the wind

Take A Giant Step
((Portuguese Version: Dê Um Passo À Frente (The Sunshines) - 1967))
Composer(s): Gerry Goffin - Carole King
First release by: The Monkees - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists



Though you've played at love and lost
And sorrow's turned your heart to frost
I will melt your heart again
Remember the feeling as a child
When you woke up and morning smiled
It's time you felt like you did then
There's just no percentage in remembering the past
It's time you learned to live again at last

Come with me, leave yesterday behind
And take a giant step outside your mind

You stare at me in disbelief
You say for you there's no relieve
But I swear I'll prove you wrong
Don't stay in your lonely room
Just staring back in silent gloom
That's not where you belong
Come with me I'll take you where the tast of life is green
And everyday holds wonders to be seen

Come with me, leave yesterday behind
And take a giant step outside your mind

Morning Hymn
Performer(s): Bruce Cockburn



Wind chimes flicker
Brittle corners slide away
Smile back at the day
Shadows flying
Like the mist before the sun

See the sadness run
Silk-spun web of pearls
Glistens in the grass in summer
North wind changes all the fields
To dazzling glass in winter

Come near to me
Hear this song I sing to you
are you singing, too?

Girl Of My Dreams
Composer(s): Sonny Clapp
Performer(s): Louis Armstrong;
and various other artists



Girl of my dreams, I love you
Honest I do, you are so sweet
If I could just hold your charms 
Again in my arms 
Then, life would be complete!
 
Since you've been gone, dear
Life don't seem the same
Please come back again!
 
And after all's said an' done
There's only one 
Girl of my dreams, it's you!
 
Since you've been gone, dear
Life don't seem the same
Please come back again!
 
And after all's said an' done
There's only one 
Girl of my dreams, it's you!

Take A Friend
Composer(s): Geddy Lee - Alex Lifeson
Performer(s): Rush; Snagglepuss



Well, I'm lookin' at you
And I'm wond'rin' what you're gonna do
Looks like you got no friends
No one to stick with you till the end

Take yourself a friend
Keep 'em till the end
Whether woman or man
It makes you feel so good ...
So good

Yes, you think you're all right
But now you're lonely ev'ry night
Well, you need a friend
Someone on whom you can always depend

Take yourself a friend
Keep 'em till the end
Whether woman or man
It makes you feel so good ...
So good

Yes, you need some advice
Well, let me put it to you nice
I said you need a friend
Someone who'll stick with you to the end

Take yourself a friend
Keep 'em till the end
Whether woman or man
It makes you feel so good ...
So good

Morning Has Broken
(German & Spanish Versions: Schön Ist Der Morgen; Ha Roto El Alba)
Composer(s): Eleanor Farjeon
First release by: Cat Stevens - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists



Morning has broken like the first morning
blackbird has spoken like the first bird
Praise for the singing! Praise for the morning!
Praise for them springing fresh from the Word

Sweet the rain's new fall sunlit from heaven
like the first dewfall on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
sprung in completeness where God's feet pass

Mine is the sunlight! Mine is the morning
born of the one light Eden saw play! 
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day!

Girl I Got News For You
Composer(s): Bobby "Birdwatcher" Pucetti;
Shapiro; Bradley
Performer(s): Benny Latimore



"I don't care what you do!
Go and find someone new!
You're out of your tree!

Girl I got news for you
Won't take abuse from you!
Someday you're gonna find some guy
He won't care if you live or die, yeah!"

Take A Chance On Me
Composer(s): Benny Andersson - Björn Ulvaeus
First release by: ABBA - 1977
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1983 - Abbacadabra (Catherine Ferry)
2003 - Kies Kip! (Pieter-Jan De Smet)



If you change your mind (take a chance ...)
I'm the first in line
Honey, I'm still free
Take a chance on me
If you need me let me know
Gonna be around
If you've got no place to go
When you're feeling down

If you're all alone
When the pretty birds have flown
Honey, I'm still free
Take a chance on me
Gonna do my very best
And it ain't no lie
If you put me to the test
If you let me try

Take a chance on me (that's all I ask of you, honey)
Take a chance on me

We can go dancing (oh)
We can go walking (yeah)
As long as we're together (long as we're together)
Listen to some music (oh)
Maybe just talking (yeah)
Get to know you better (get to know you better)
'Cause you know I've got
So much that I wanna do
When I dream I'm alone with you
It's magic
You want me to leave it there
Afraid of a love affair
But I think you know
That I can't let go

If you change your mind (take a chance ...)
I'm the first in line
Honey, I'm still free
Take a chance on me
If you need me, let me know
Gonna be around
If you've got no place to go
When you're feeling down

If you're all alone
When the pretty birds have flown
Honey, I'm still free
Take a chance on me
Gonna do my very best
And it ain't no lie
If you put me to the test
If you let me try

Take a chance on me (come on, give me a break will you?)
Take a chance on me

Oh, you can take your time, baby (oh)
I'm in no hurry (yeah)
Know I'm gonna get you (know I'm gonna get you)
You don't wanna hurt me (oh)
Baby, don't worry (yeah)
I ain't gonna let you (I ain't gonna let you)
Let me tell you now
My love is strong enough
To last when things are rough
It's magic
You say that I waste my time
But I can't get you off my mind
No, I can't let go
'Cause I love you so

If you change your mind (take a chance ...)
I'm the first in line
Honey, I'm still free
Take a chance on me
If you need me, let me know
Gonna be around
If you've got no place to go
When you're feeling down

If you're all alone
When the pretty birds have flown
Honey, I'm still free
Take a chance on me
Gonna do my very best
Baby can't you see
Gotta put me to the test
Take a chance on me (take a chance, take a chance, take a chance on me)

Ba-ba ba ba ba
Ba-ba ba ba ba
Honey, I'm still free 
Take a chance on me
Gonna do my very best
Baby can't you see
Gotta put me to the test
Take a chance on me (take a chance, take a chance, take a chance on me) 

Morning Glory
Composer(s): Larry Beckett; Tim Buckley
Performer(s): Tim Buckley
Covered by various other artists



I lit my purest candle 
close to my window 
hoping it would catch the eye 
of any vagabond who had passed it by 
and I waited in my fleeting house 

Before he came 
I felt him drawing near 
Asked him in 
I felt the ancient fear 
that he had come to my door and jeered 
and I waited in my fleeting house 

Tell me stories, I called to the hobo 
Stories of Cold, I smiled to the hobo 
Stories of old, I knelt to the hobo 
and he stood before me 
in my fleeting house

No, said the hobo 
no more tales of time 
don't ask me now to wash away the grime 
I can't come in 'cause 
it's too hard a climb 
and he walked away from my fleeting house 

Then you'll be damned 
I screamed to the hobo 
Leave me alone, I wept to the hobo 
Turn into stone, I knelt to the hobo 
and he walked away from my fleeting house 

I lit my purest candle 
Close to my window 
hoping it would catch the eye 
of any vagabond who passed it by 
and I waited in my fleeting house

Girl Goodbye
Composer(s): David Paich
Performer(s): Toto



Well I’m out on the road, and the devil’s got my soul
And I’m looking for the lord in New York city

Yeah I’m out on the run, got some heat, got a gun
If they don’t find me soon, it’ll be a damn pity

So it’s

Chorus:
Goodbye girl, goodbye girl, girl goodbye
It’s so hard to see the truth with the sun in your eyes
Goodbye girl, goodbye girl, girl goodbye
Must be in the way that she cries, must be in the way that she cries
Must be in the way that she cries

Oh there’s smoke in the air and there’s blood everywhere
But I’m hoping that the white man don’t recognize me

I’m so sorry what I’ve done, and I say it not in fun
When I tell you that there’s no one left inside me

And it’s - chorus

So it’s - chorus

Abbacadabra
((Adapted from: Take A Chance On Me (ABBA) - 1977))
((Dutch Version: Kies Kip! (Pieter-Jan De Smet) - 2003))
Composer(s): Benny Andersson - Björn Ulvaeus - Alain Boublil - Daniel Boublil
Performer(s): Catherine Ferry - 1983



Oh j'ai trouvé le livre magique
Y a tout dedans, c'est logique
Génial, Carabosse n'a qu'à bien se tenir
Restons logiques, la Belle doit nous attendre au château
Allez, en route
Oh oui en route, je ne veux pas rater le bal

On n'a plus la trouille de la Carabosse
Avec une citrouille on fait un carrosse
Il y a cinq notes de musique
Qu'un seul mot pour ça
Voilà la formule magique
Abbacadabra

Abbacadabra, abbacadabra
On ferme les yeux, on ouvre les bras
On avance de quatre pas, on compte jusqu'à trois
Et le pays merveilleux, on y est déjà
Abbacadabra, abbacadabra

Trois lunes dans le ciel, c'est presque irréel
Et personne ne sait comment
On tourne les pages du pays des images
Entre l'espace et le temps
Mais ce n'est pas tout
Les murs ne tiennent pas debout
Le soleil tourne autour de nous
En musique
J'ai la clef du monde enchanté
Un lapin blanc me l'a donnée
Abbacadabra, abbacadabra

On n'a plus la trouille de la Carabosse
Avec une citrouille on fait un carrosse
Il y a cinq notes de musique
Qu'un seul mot pour ça
Et le pays merveilleux
On y est déja
Abbacadabra, abbacadabra

Abbacadabra, abbacadabra
On ferme les yeux, on ouvre les bras
On avance de quatre pas, on compte jusqu'à trois
Et le pays merveilleux, on y est déjà
Abbacadabra, abbacadabra

C'est vraiment génial
J'vois les cartes postales
Que j'enverrai à ma petite sœur
Mais ce n'est pas tout
On est collés jusqu'à six heures
Si on rentre pas chez nous à l'heure
Dramatique
Vous serez déjà revenus à la fin de la retenue
Abbacadabra, venez avec moi

Abbacadabra, abbacadabra
On ferme les yeux, on ouvre les bras
On avance de quatre pas, on compte jusqu'à trois
Et le pays merveilleux, on y est déjà
Abbacadabra, abbacadabra

Abbacadabra, abbacadabra
On ferme les yeux, on ouvre les bras
On avance de quatre pas, on compte jusqu'à trois
Et le pays merveilleux, on y est déjà 
Et le pays merveilleux, on y est déjà
Et le pays merveilleux, on y est déjà

Morning Girls
Performer(s): Maddy Prior and The Answers



Soft focus on the lady who gets up late
In languid and sleepy state
Lashings of eau de toilette
Perfumes of faint violet
Slinky silky Crêpe de Chine
Nothing ever petty or mean
Tracing fingers on her pillow
Where the lawn runs down to the willow
And the river flows gently on
Singing a skylark summer song

Working girls are early to rise
Cold tile floor and sleep in their eyes
The working day begins
When the alarm bell rings
Fumble for something clean to wear
Scraping a brush through unwashed hair
Pull on a dress
An old pair of tights
Patch up make up
From last night
A fast breakfast of cornflakes and toast
Catch the news
Running for the bus in the rain
Waiting for the eight o'clock train

Morning Girls
Morning Girls
Morning Girls
Morning Girls

Morning sickness throwing up
How much must you give up
Will it ruin your career
Must you finish school this year
Is it wanted
Were you caught
Time for joy
Or time to abort
Take the strain of getting fat
Take the pain are you ready for that

Woken by a baby needing a drink
Scheming by the cooker and kitchen sink
Visions of the supermarket
Brought home in an empty basket
Fantasies of a hoover day drone
Leisurely cleaning a spotless home
Dreams of fame and fortune
While tidying up the front room